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November 19, 2008

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AuntieLeeLeeeee

Owen K.

Truer words were never spoken. I DID smile right when I saw this picture. But, I'm sure I'll be smiling even more when I see you in person.

HOORAY!

Paulie want a cra---COOKIE?

ZIA

This is a tribute to you:

Who can take the sunlight and sprinkle it with dew?
Cover it with chocolate and a miracle or two
The "O MAN" CAN, THE "O MAN" CAN
He mixes it with love and makes the world taste good.

Who can take tomorrow, dip it in a dream
Separate the sorrow and collect up all the cream

The "O MAN" CAN, THE "O MAN" CAN
He mixes it with love and makes the world taste good.

Love You,

Zia

Owen K. Says To His Godmother:

AuntieGeeeee: I can't wait until you're home! I will teach you all the new stuff I've learned. For example:

In no time flat I can show you how to throw any food you don't like off your plate, onto the floor, so Howie will snap it up. The downside is this: I get hungry faster, and those crazy kids can't understand why?????

xxxooo
see you soon!
Owen K. "Pass Me Some Mashed Potatoes and Gravy" Bentley

Owen K. Says To His Zia:

They say I'm young and I don't know
They won't find out until I grow...

Well I don't know if all that's true
Cause you got me, and Zia I got you

Zia...
I got you Zia
I got you Zia

They say my love won't pay the rent
I don't care, 'causes Zia's cash ain't spent

Who gives a darn, if I don't have any money
I got Zia, and Zia is Owen's honey...

Zia. I got you, Zia...I got you, Zia....

Heeheee. I know you love that song. We'll sing it together soon, okay?

xxxooo
-Owen K. "Pass Me Some Pun-kin Pie" Bentley

Gma

Owen, close your window, please. We can hear you singing over here. Not that we mind, but you are scaring away the grand-neighbor-mans deer :)

love
G

Owen K. Says To Gma:

G: I am T-R-Y-I-N-G to scare away the deer, G. Poor things. You mean the grand-neighbor-man hunts? I thought none of my people did that stuff. I know my Dad would never do such a thing. Or my Godfather. What's up with the grand-neighbor-man anyway?

xxxooo
Owen K. "Bambi Rocks" Bentley

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